Let me be



Let it be

Its dry, but I'm wet; it’s hot but, I'm cold
Why? Am I doing something wrong...?
My emotions have been frozen, my senses timed out it seems
To this creature I cannot respond - 

I have always wanted to know why there are so many rules
Just to simply be - but then again do I really care about the rules
I'll just do it anyway, if that works for me
If I can feel it, then it’s real.

The reality is, if it’s hot and I am still cold, if it’s wet and I'm still dry-
Then for me it’s not real - because I'm alive.
Sinking we are, syncing we're not.

I live to love and love to live the way I feel is good for me
Don't tell me it's not alright, for me to feel this way
No pain for me - so there shouldn't be any for you.

Let it go...I have.



Angilou J. Barnett

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